[Chapter 17]

Lumira

Everyone in his office knows me since they attended the engagement, and the way they're all standing up to greet me and congratulate me, it's making me shy but feel happy to be recognized as one of the Quills.

"I'm here for Ayan. Is anyone inside?" I ask the girl sitting just outside his cabin, the tag on her desk said assistant.

She has blonde hair and dark blue eyes, high cheekbones. She's beautiful and I won't deny that it irks me that my fiancé has an assistant like her.

When her gaze snaps up at me, they visibly darken and I notice the way she's gripping the pen in her hand tight.

What's her problem?

"And who are you?" She asks with fake sweetness.

Damn, I'm done with today's bitches.

There's no way she wasn't in the engagement party. Though I don't remember Ayan introducing her to me.

"I'm Lumira, his fiancé." I grit.

She makes a click of her tongue, "I'm sorry but sir's in a meeting now. Kindly wait by the couch." She points to a sitting area.

"Sure." I say and was about to head there to wait but the blurred glass door opens and Ayan steps out exactly in that moment.

The fuck-

The assistant looks equally shocked and fidgety, glancing at me then Ayan with pure nervousness and horror.

Why the fuck did she lie? What's going on here?

Ayan doesn't notice me at first as he asks something to his assistant.

"Ayan." I call and he whips around, his face brightening up immediately.

"Lumira!" He rushes over to hug me and I return the hug tightly, caressing his head and from over his shoulder, I see the girl glaring at us. "What are you doing here?" He exclaims excitedly.

"I brought you light snacks." I show him the package and his eyes soften. "And I missed you."

Taking a better look at his face, I notice the dark circles and tousled hair. My mouth forms a saddened expression as I stroke his cheek.

"Are you okay?" I kiss his lips softly.

He smiles, "I am now. Come on in." He puts an arm around me and guides me to his room. "Get us two coffee." He orders his assistant who's still busy glaring daggers at me.

She nods and I step in Ayan's office with him. I look around his room in awe. It's really spacious and elegantly decorated, minimal yet lavish. His taste is worth appreciation, I must say.

I take a seat on the beige covered wide couch and put the package on the marble topped coffee table. He joins me, glued to my side and smiling at me cheekily.

"What?" I laugh.

"I'm just so happy to see you." He beams. "I missed you lots."

I rub his thigh, "I know. It's the longest we've stayed apart ever since we met."

He exhales with a fond smile.

"Come on, eat first." I pull out the sandwiches and hand him one. He takes a bite and nods in approval.

"It's good."

"Thanks." I let him eat and watch in admiration. He must have been so hungry because he finishes both pieces in one and drinks a whole glass of water. I relax now knowing he has food in his tummy.

"Don't overwork yourself and skip meals, baby. I'm worried." I lean my head on his chest as we hold each other on the couch. He seems actually relaxed with me being here.

"I know. Just one more day and I'd be done with work and then only relaxation and romance." He kisses my forehead.

I hug him tightly, pressing a kiss to his neck. Thinking of us being in an intimate position makes me hot all over.

He hasn't touched me or my boobs in 3 whole days and to be honest, my body's aching to be touched. Mostly my boobs, I have tried pinching my nipples to sate the need but it's nothing like Ayan's warm mouth satisfying them.

When I lift my head up to ask him if he missed my boobs, I find him already staring down at my chest with dark eyes and wetting his lips.

A shudder runs down my spine as I shift a little and sit up straight.

Without a word being spoken, I remove my jacket and let him do the next.

Ayan's eager hands unzip my dress and pulls it down. To help him, I unhook my bra and put it aside, letting my boobs bounce free. His gaze looks almost predatorial as he lowers me on the couch and situates himself next to me.

The couch's really spacious so we fit perfectly wtith me on my side and Ayan close to my chest. My heart thumps loudly and breaths quicken as he finally takes my nipple in his mouth.

Throwing my head back, I'm instantly overwhelmed with immense pleasure as my insides quiver and teeth sink in my lower lip.

I grip the back of his head and push him closer. He suckles deeply and fondles the other in his palm, rubbing the bud with his thumb and moulding the breast as he pleases.

He sucks my boobs and my toes curl in pleasure and I can't help but moan softly. I have nothing but only panties under my dress so if it gets soaked, I might end up ruining his couch.

"A-Ayan," I call between moans and he looks up with lust-drooped eyes, taking my breath away. "Put a towel." I manage and that's enough for him to understand.

Well, don't blame me. We have been apart for 72 hours! It's only obvious my body would react being near him again.

He lets go of me and rushes around to fetch a towel then puts it on the couch before we settle on it again.

This time he removes his shirt too on my demand, and when he latches back on my nipple, he sucks hard and I feel his hand slipping under my dress.

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